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◊◊◊ | Celestic Town [Northern house; basement] | Late Noon | Shaka :: 45 Tsukiko :: 28 | ◊◊◊
"I-I did...didn. D-do anything." She mouthed to herself in response to Sade's reply. But Tsukiko could see it, even with her intact eye closed shut. Sade was not entirely done with her. There was an adamant roar that stopped the violence momentarily. It was Shaka. And he was threatening Sade. But why? The longer her mind brooded on his rage, the more she came to realize his care for her. But her frail grasp at hope, at any semblance of sanity, was stopped when The Sceptile.....
....No. The Glaceon, spoke again. There were silent footsteps outside her head, the sound of him saying Excuse me for a moment, my dear. As his claw wrapped around her dangling eye she felt him pry about her eye socket. His claws shifted carefully about inside, seeking out the optical nerves with a methodical coldness that not even the chill of the basement could compete with. It scared her more to know exactly what The Glaceon was doing, rather than to experience the pain. It reminded her of the day her electrical patches had overloaded. There was so much blood, and so much tears. As she recalled that memory she began to cry and weep. To cry, and to weep. While the pain went on until it finally ended with a sickening, slick snip. There was an enthusiastic cackle, and the splatter of something soft and fleshy upon concrete. She sat there motionlessly for a long time. Just absorbing all of her suffering, her agony. All she wanted was to be free from this. To be free from The Glaceon. She remembered him all too well, the murderous demon who froze her mother to death in front of her. She thought she could have forgotten about him, but here he was now. To finish what he had started.
Her brooding recessed, because of a gentle nudge behind her. The ominous feeling of her murderer was gone.
There was the sound of a slow grate as it shifted at the ropes which bound her arms. With no visible response to the contact, she tried to think of what it was. Maybe The Glaceon was going to untie her, to taunt her with a false sense of freedom? No, this feeling was too gentle. M-morp.... Morpheus? She wondered. The rope was becoming slack, and she began to shift her arms. The first thing she did when she they were free was to cup her hands over her bleeding eye socket. To behold the pool of jelly on the concrete nearby and to silently cry. She did not know how much she was shuddering when she felt a gaze upon her. Just a few inches from her under the shadow of the stairs, Shaka was staring back. And all he demanded with his stare were the words leave. Leave, and survive. She was scared for him, more than she was for herself. The Glaceon will not be happy about this. It will come back and tear him apart just as it did to her. It is probably not even finished with her yet, just as it was not satisfied with just killing her parents. But she complied with Shaka's demands even if she did not want to. Nervously, she began to fidget at the rope binding her legs. It was difficult, for it was tight and her limbs were slightly numb. But after a few fidgets the rope gave up its knot and it fell taut. Her tail, which was uncomofortably tied against her back, was also freed. She took a few seconds to realize her situation with a pain-ladened mind. Her breaths were heavy with fright, only relaxing because of the absence of what fueled her fear. And because of the comforting presence of Morpheus and Shaka.
Her mind was still an aching blur, though, and when she made her first steps up she felt like she was going to collapse and just weep there on the cold floor. That she was just going to cry out all of her blood and then just die. But she remembered her friend, Morpheus. She tried to hide her grotesque injury from him with one of her hands as she stared at him with her honest, blue eye. Her emotions spoke words to Morpheus, without her even having to break the silence. M-morpheus. Thank you. But it h-hurts so much. Could....could you lead the way out? Just looking at him gave her hope. To see that absence of an eye, that hollow gaping whole which told her she was not alone in her suffering. To Morpheus, Tsukiko gave a tiny but recognizable smile. He was being even braver than her right now, and she wanted him to know that. For now, he was gone. The sadistic Glaceon was gone. There was an opportunity for escape. That day she lost her cheek patches, there was so much panic. But here and now there was no panic. Everyone knew what they had to do: They had to survive. And so, terrified but once again grasping strongly to her small hope she waited in the darkness under the stairs until she was sure the sadist was completely preoccupied with his hunting.
~*~ ~*~
He said little in reply to Sade's comebacks. All Shaka did was reveal his unnaturally sharp teeth and snarl at him. "And I wonder what a Sceptile's heart tastes like, Sade?" Let Sade have the humor. Once he gets out of these bonds it will be his turn to do the laughing and the mutilating. He will remember how Sade drilled out Tsukiko's eye and then threw it to the floor. And now, he only felt like a fool now more than ever. Without the white coat, the filthy grovyle who had murdered Zoke was all too similar to the one who was now attempting to murder them. He had suspected this before but now he just felt like an idiot. Because he had not assisted Narron in murdering this savage when he was still just a frail little Grovyle.
But from his dark corner in the basement, Shaka saw hope. Hope that Tsukiko and the shuppet would escape. That he would be the only one to face that damned lizard's wrath. Having arisen from unconsciousness, the ghost had taken a metallic object and began to slice at the rope which bound Tsukiko's arms. Tsukiko had done nothing to deserve her injury, and the shuppet did not deserve to be horrified like this. He also listened intently, as Sade leaves the basement and the room is left in a comfortable silence.
((OOC -- Not sure if you intend for Sade to return downstairs after he catches Mango, Kaze. I will edit this post asap if needed.))
◊◊◊ | Celestic Town [Northern house; basement] | Late Noon | Shaka :: 45 Tsukiko :: 28 | ◊◊◊
"I-I did...didn. D-do anything." She mouthed to herself in response to Sade's reply. But Tsukiko could see it, even with her intact eye closed shut. Sade was not entirely done with her. There was an adamant roar that stopped the violence momentarily. It was Shaka. And he was threatening Sade. But why? The longer her mind brooded on his rage, the more she came to realize his care for her. But her frail grasp at hope, at any semblance of sanity, was stopped when The Sceptile.....
....No. The Glaceon, spoke again. There were silent footsteps outside her head, the sound of him saying Excuse me for a moment, my dear. As his claw wrapped around her dangling eye she felt him pry about her eye socket. His claws shifted carefully about inside, seeking out the optical nerves with a methodical coldness that not even the chill of the basement could compete with. It scared her more to know exactly what The Glaceon was doing, rather than to experience the pain. It reminded her of the day her electrical patches had overloaded. There was so much blood, and so much tears. As she recalled that memory she began to cry and weep. To cry, and to weep. While the pain went on until it finally ended with a sickening, slick snip. There was an enthusiastic cackle, and the splatter of something soft and fleshy upon concrete. She sat there motionlessly for a long time. Just absorbing all of her suffering, her agony. All she wanted was to be free from this. To be free from The Glaceon. She remembered him all too well, the murderous demon who froze her mother to death in front of her. She thought she could have forgotten about him, but here he was now. To finish what he had started.
Her brooding recessed, because of a gentle nudge behind her. The ominous feeling of her murderer was gone.
There was the sound of a slow grate as it shifted at the ropes which bound her arms. With no visible response to the contact, she tried to think of what it was. Maybe The Glaceon was going to untie her, to taunt her with a false sense of freedom? No, this feeling was too gentle. M-morp.... Morpheus? She wondered. The rope was becoming slack, and she began to shift her arms. The first thing she did when she they were free was to cup her hands over her bleeding eye socket. To behold the pool of jelly on the concrete nearby and to silently cry. She did not know how much she was shuddering when she felt a gaze upon her. Just a few inches from her under the shadow of the stairs, Shaka was staring back. And all he demanded with his stare were the words leave. Leave, and survive. She was scared for him, more than she was for herself. The Glaceon will not be happy about this. It will come back and tear him apart just as it did to her. It is probably not even finished with her yet, just as it was not satisfied with just killing her parents. But she complied with Shaka's demands even if she did not want to. Nervously, she began to fidget at the rope binding her legs. It was difficult, for it was tight and her limbs were slightly numb. But after a few fidgets the rope gave up its knot and it fell taut. Her tail, which was uncomofortably tied against her back, was also freed. She took a few seconds to realize her situation with a pain-ladened mind. Her breaths were heavy with fright, only relaxing because of the absence of what fueled her fear. And because of the comforting presence of Morpheus and Shaka.
Her mind was still an aching blur, though, and when she made her first steps up she felt like she was going to collapse and just weep there on the cold floor. That she was just going to cry out all of her blood and then just die. But she remembered her friend, Morpheus. She tried to hide her grotesque injury from him with one of her hands as she stared at him with her honest, blue eye. Her emotions spoke words to Morpheus, without her even having to break the silence. M-morpheus. Thank you. But it h-hurts so much. Could....could you lead the way out? Just looking at him gave her hope. To see that absence of an eye, that hollow gaping whole which told her she was not alone in her suffering. To Morpheus, Tsukiko gave a tiny but recognizable smile. He was being even braver than her right now, and she wanted him to know that. For now, he was gone. The sadistic Glaceon was gone. There was an opportunity for escape. That day she lost her cheek patches, there was so much panic. But here and now there was no panic. Everyone knew what they had to do: They had to survive. And so, terrified but once again grasping strongly to her small hope she waited in the darkness under the stairs until she was sure the sadist was completely preoccupied with his hunting.
~*~ ~*~
He said little in reply to Sade's comebacks. All Shaka did was reveal his unnaturally sharp teeth and snarl at him. "And I wonder what a Sceptile's heart tastes like, Sade?" Let Sade have the humor. Once he gets out of these bonds it will be his turn to do the laughing and the mutilating. He will remember how Sade drilled out Tsukiko's eye and then threw it to the floor. And now, he only felt like a fool now more than ever. Without the white coat, the filthy grovyle who had murdered Zoke was all too similar to the one who was now attempting to murder them. He had suspected this before but now he just felt like an idiot. Because he had not assisted Narron in murdering this savage when he was still just a frail little Grovyle.
But from his dark corner in the basement, Shaka saw hope. Hope that Tsukiko and the shuppet would escape. That he would be the only one to face that damned lizard's wrath. Having arisen from unconsciousness, the ghost had taken a metallic object and began to slice at the rope which bound Tsukiko's arms. Tsukiko had done nothing to deserve her injury, and the shuppet did not deserve to be horrified like this. He also listened intently, as Sade leaves the basement and the room is left in a comfortable silence.
((OOC -- Not sure if you intend for Sade to return downstairs after he catches Mango, Kaze. I will edit this post asap if needed.))
